Chapter 3: Julia Hayes 'again' (I know I may be putting the chapters, sorry)

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This is my second day in New York City. I woke up tired, I didn't get the best sleep at all last night, I was glad to be far away from those people that I bet are happy I'm not there anymore, But again I wanna cry for my behaviour with Lia before leaving forever. It was a mistake acting selfish and a fool, rather than spending that day with her.

I decide to forget it at the moment, I had Mr bear with me, the last gift I had from my mother before she died...I got up walking to the bathroom, deciding to find a temporary job, I brush my teeth, as I wash my face next, doing my skin care routine, I walk out feeling fresh and happy!
I walk to the kitchen grabbing some toast from the fridge, I put it in a toaster letting it heat, I grab some butter and a knife, I was glad I went grocery shopping yesterday.

I finish eating, then I got dressed. I wear a white top, and baggy jeans they weren't that baggy, I put my hair up in a flower clip. I touch up my makeup, with my makeup bag, I haven't unpacked yet, which was normal I just arrived yesterday.

I left the house with my ID, keys, phone and Interview paper, if it was gonna be a temporary job, then working at a Café, was a good option?

Decided my luck, and got accepted!

I was wrong, my first costumers were hella a pain in the ass...I was glad it my break was in 5 minutes, a customer walks in a MINUTE before my break?!, could my luck get any worse, and what's worse that it was...The mystery guy that almost had me dead, I sighed turning away making an inpatient face, I turn back as he walks to me, we meet eyes, as he lifts a brow

"You again, are you following me? Or something lady" He maintained his dry tone and dry expression. "Yes me, me follow you? in your dreams, keep dreaming!, and no I work here temporary" I rolled my eyes, I realised I had to fix my attitude, I didn't wanna get fired. "what can I get you?" I spoke politely with a smile on my face

"Just a coffee, 2 spoons of sugar, no milk, bar coffee not packet" He still had that stiff dryness in his tone; although I changed my attitude, he didn't. Of course, I shouldn't expect something for him.
"Name please?" I asked, he stuffed his hands in his pants pocket, He was wearing a suit he seemed like someone important. But I couldn't care less at the moment,"Ethan" He spoke, letting out a sigh. "Quick"..

I raise an eyebrow, letting out a sigh "Do I look like a robot to you?" I mumble to myself, he was already taking time from my break plus his attitude on that to, he really had me frustrated."Coming right up" I smile, my smile was bright, that's what everyone told me, a smile ghosted on the tip of his lips, I could see it for moments, before it disappeared. Now I walk to prepare his coffee

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